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[Slow Time] Spring Passes

Published: May 2, 2015 Editor:

Spring Passes

w88 casino of International Economics and w88 Class of 2013Zhang Chen

1、

“What is Economics?”

“Economics is the science of ‘reasonable allocation’ of ‘limited resources’ so as to ‘maximize benefits’.”

The students in the audience took notes rustlingly.

“Why is there economics? Because resources are ‘scarce’, not only material resources are scarce, but time is also scarce, and why is ‘scarcity’? Because, compared to human ‘desires’, all resources appear ‘scarce’...”

A class full of students sat at attention, bowing their heads and taking notes. No one noticed the phrase "time is also scarce."

2、

Nineteen-year-old Zhang Ailing-this genius said that life is a gorgeous robe covered with lice.

I have been wearing this lice-covered robe for nineteen years. By proudly turning around and moving backwards on the road of time, you can deceive yourself and look back on all the illusions you have experienced, and then ignore the fact that the time left is getting shorter and shorter.

I am now at a stage where I am an adult but am still shamelessly squandering the money my parents have earned through hard work and aging. While I am trying my best to maintain my dignity in interpersonal relationships, I have never thought that I have no dignity at all in the above process.

Never thought about it. I just drank the coffee I brewed, complained about the food in the cafeteria or the conditions of the dormitory, was obsessed with or indifferent to the excitement of clubs and organizations, messed around with various homework tasks, and then found time to write some mysterious words intermittently, dreamed some expensive dreams intermittently, was interrupted by life intermittently, and the cycle continued.

I am just pretending to think about life and squandering my youth in a pretentious way.

Pinocchio has always wanted to become a human. If he saw my life, would he give up his idea?

3、

Life turns out to be an economics. With such "scarce" time resources, our desires and desires are making various "allocations" all the time.

Bet your soul on Mephistopheles, in exchange for a second youth and "all the possibilities that only a young man can have", and Faust, who is old again, sits in front of a room full of books and has studied all his life. In the shadow of the books, he glimpses April outside the window, and the singing comes, which is the noisy procession celebrating Easter. At that moment, he regretted it and felt that his life had been thrown away again. He thought that as long as he was young again, everything would change.

"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again." The opera singers sang calmly and quietly, and the opera listeners listened calmly.

Faust doesn't know - maybe he pretends not to know, all he wants is another "possibility". It is true that sensuality is a squandering of youth, but isn’t it true that being a scholar is a waste of youth? Although reading sounds nice, it restricts the body and makes people physically and mentally exhausted. Isn’t it another kind of wasting? Isn't fame and fortune a fleeting thing? Isn't an unforgettable love just a mirror image? No matter how you spend this life, you are destined to lose to life and there is no chance to make up for it.

We don’t know – maybe we pretend not to. So, we stumbled to catch up, like everyone else, studying step by step, taking exams, graduating, working, starting a family... for fear of something going wrong. The people we meet, whether teachers or students, colleagues or bosses, all have the same face, there is no difference. What we are busy with, such as unemployment or currency depreciation; bankruptcy or financial crisis, are intermittently interrupted by life, and the cycle repeats.

The Book of Ecclesiastes says,I seeUnder the sunSoDoEverything is vanity and chasing the wind

4、

Only the autumn in Jiangnan alleys knows why the sycamore leaves fall.

This sentence suddenly made me feel ashamedwith regret, it seems that all the fallen leaves in autumn have withered in vain. It never made my noisy mood calm and think for a moment. Suddenly I feel very sorry for autumn, sorry for what was once as quiet and beautiful as autumn leavesYear and month

While studying in a different place, my grandma and grandpa passed away one after another. There was no time to say hello, no time to see each other for the last time, and the farewell was finalized in a hurry.

In my childhood when my parents were never around due to work reasons, it was my grandpa who would take me home from w88 casino every day, holding my little hand through the streets and alleys filled with fallen leaves. His radio would always play the Huangmei Opera that I couldn’t appreciate. In my impression, my grandma had always been frail and sick, but her cooking skills were even better than my mother’s. Before she was seriously ill and hospitalized, she had been the one cooking for us, my grandson and grandson. Grandpa and grandma would occasionally argue over trivial matters. More often than not, when I was tired from doing homework and raised my head and looked out the window, I saw them sunbathing in the yard with the radio beside me.

Sometimes I feel that they left peacefully because they believed that I had grown up, could take on the responsibility of my own life, and no longer needed their care.

However, I clearly heard someone asking sternly in my heart: Have you reached a level worthy of their reassurance? How do you face life? How do you allocate your time? You are...

Hold your breath and listen:

"Plop", "Plop".

——I only heard my heart beating powerfully every second.

5、

Getting older every minute.

If one day, I finally become the withering leaf on the branch, the moment I return to the earth...

Spring passes, summer disappears, and autumn cools. Everyone talks about being in a hurry, and the red flowers are all yellow in the blink of an eye. Where does Yun Qian's dream go? Waste of thought. The setting sun is still the same as the old wall. An idle sorrow, in the end, it is ordinary.

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